Chapter 2
Aailyah's POV"Calm down," I told him. "You don't want to phase right now do you?"
"No," Jonah said, and he tried to calm down; it wasn't working so well. My brother and I are different. We phase, into like giant wolves when we get mad. We can hear each other's thought also, but not just when were wolves but all the time. If we want to though we can block our thoughts from each other. We can change the color of our eyes; we can just change our eyes back and forth between brown and red though. We can change our temperatures; our skin can feel as warm as normal humans, really hot, or really cold. We can hear each other's, and others thoughts, but we can block each other from hearing our thoughts if we want to. We can also project our thoughts into other people's minds, so they can hear us without us speaking. We don't really know why this we can do these things, and it's not like we can really ask anyone.
"I'm going back to my room," Jonah said after he finally calmed down.
"Okay, I'll see you at dinner," I called after he walked out. I laid down on my bed, or cot more like it, and slowly fell asleep.
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I woke up by Jonah bursting into my room.
"Get up!" He yelled. "There are people here looking to adopt." I sighed and sat up.
"No one's going to adopt us Jonah," I told him. "They want to adopt a kid that's…I don't know…normal?" Jonah laughed.
"Like there's any normal kid living here with Molly as the owner," Jonah retorted. "Anyway, the couple doesn't look so normal themselves." I frowned, wondering what he could be talking about, but I got up and went downstairs with him anyway.
When we turned the corner into the main room, I could see what Jonah meant. They were different. They looked way too young to be adopting. The girl had long blonde hair and looked flawless. The boy was very tall, very muscular, and had curly dark brown hair. They both were very pale, paler then I have ever seen. Their eyes were a dark gold color.
They looked at the children all around them; the smaller children right next to them, and the older children hanging back. Molly smiled at them. I hated how she always got so nice whenever someone came over.
"So, did you want to adopt a young child or an older child?" Molly asked still smiling. I glared at her, and then looked to the couple to see what they would say. The boy glanced at the girl, waiting for her to decide. It was as if he had no say in deciding. I heard her think her decision before she said it aloud.
"An older child," the girl said. This shocked me a bit, most people wanted to adopt younger children.
"Okay," Molly said and gestured back to were the older kids were standing. "The older kids are back there, Emmett and Rosalie." It was like she was showing cars. I thought about their names, Emmett and Rosalie, old-fashioned names I thought. I watched them look at all the children, their eyes sweeping around the room. Their eyes lingered a little bit longer on Jonah and me, and I wondered if that was a good or bad thing. I tried to read their minds, but they were thinking about something else already. It seemed like they were good at masking their thoughts.
I thought about what it would be like to be adopted. I wondered what would happen when they saw what Jonah and I could do. They would probably send us back here. The thought scared me.
Then I had a scarier thought, what if they only wanted to adopt one of us, just Jonah or just me, what would we do? I wouldn't let anyone adopt me without also adopting Jonah; we couldn't be separated.
"I wouldn't let anyone adopt me without adopting you either,"Jonah put his thoughts into my head. I smiled. I glanced back at the Emmett and Rosalie; Molly was taking them back to her office.
Rosalie's POV
I wondered what they were, the boy and girl. They weren't human, that's for sure. They were tall and muscular and Native American, so they might be werewolves, but they had a normal heartbeat. They also looked kind of like vampires, but their eyes were brown. They didn't smell like a werewolf or a vampire, but not human either.
"Who are the Native American boy and girl?" Emmett asked the owner, Molly, as we sat down in her office. I knew Emmett was thinking what I was.
"Oh, they are Jonah, who is sixteen, and Aailyah, who is fourteen," Molly said and smiled.
"What is their last name?" Emmett asked, thinking that knowing might help him decide what they were. Molly frowned.
"Well, I'm not sure. They were dropped at this orphanage right after they were born, with a paper telling their first name only, not a last name or their parent's name. It was the strangest thing, Jonah came and then Aailyah only two years later," Molly stated. That didn't help much at all. If they came here right after birth, that means they could age. They weren't human, I knew that, but what could they be?
"Well, we will contact you later," I said. I could feel Emmett watching me, wondering what I was doing. "We're going to go talk to the rest of our family, and get their opinions."
"Of course," Molly said and smiled. She walked to her office door. "Call me as soon as you decide." Emmett and I thanked her and left. As soon as we were out the door Emmett turned to me.
"What do you think they are, Rose?" he asked. I sighed.
"I'm not sure. Let's go see what Carlisle thinks," I said, and with that we got into my car and sped our way back home.